Week 29:52

The words would come out from the book and hug me, until they sank me into the most beautiful words I've ever seen written. The best feelings, all fictional but yet so real were emanating while I was flicking through the pages.
I feel bad for all those people who've never understood a book, who've never felt how you turn into a new character, who has never loved and got worried for someone who wasn't real.
Borrowing the book from a library, buying the books from the book shops, that doesn't matter. We all have our place where we like to read, we all have our idylic environment and our way of getting inside the book.
Some of the stories really touches us, some characters really brings tears to our eyes, and sometimes we wish some of them would be human so we could meet them.
But how can words move us ? Why is the human being so sensitive sometimes?
A book is a tiny object, which captures the imagination of a person who wants us to read their mind, and whishes that we like their ocurrences too.
A book, is a world.


NOTE: I'm aware it's very similar to the pottermore video, but I didn't take the idea from there, I made the picture long time ago

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